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That isn't an uncommon arrangement. The multi-hour rate is operative after the first two hours.

I notice that more and more providers are giving their rates in the body of their profiles on RM , even though RM has stopped providing a field for it.

I've had superb encounters with escorts who charge value rates-Dane Scott, Jake Walker, Metatop. Not to be missed, any of them.

"Yes, I'll take it," or "No, thanks."

There is nothing as hot as fucking a man wearing a chastity device, assuming he is not the keyholder. If he has the key, it's not quite the same.

A friend once said to me, "If you don't want something repeated, don't tell anybody!" Upon hearing this, I immediately recognized the wisdom and have lived by it ever since.

I saw a therapist for about two years many years ago. I had episodes of anxiety that would last for weeks at a time and were very uncomfortable. It was kind a feeling of doom, or of something being very wrong, and if I could just figure out what was wrong, then I could do some thing to relieve the feeling. When I was in the grip of one these episodes, I had difficulty eating, sleeping, lost interest in sex. Long story short, I went to see an MFCC, and saw the guy weekly for about two years. During that two years, I learned to become very comfortable with myself and have had essentially complete relief from the episodes of anxiety. Time and money well spent.

There's lots of difference of opinion on this. You get different stories depending on the historian and his/her bias.

Years ago, I had no interest in Christmas and I usually spent the day by myself. I would sleep in, get dressed, go to Cafe de La Presse in the French part of SF for coffee, splurge on breakfast at the Hampton Court, work out at the Jewish Community Center and go to a movie. With age, I've gotten into spending the day with others in a more conventional style, but I just cannot give up my Christmas Day workout at the Jewish Community Center.

Agreed, with appropriate guardrails in place, it could be a great experience for both.

Red hair and fair skin needs lots of TLC to age well.

That is frustrating. It happened to me with the same escort not once but twice. We were scheduled weeks in advance and a day or two before our appointment he cancelled because he hadn't gotten enough bookings to make the trip worth it. It's nobody's fault, really. I certainly wouldn't expect a guy to deliberately lose money in order to keep an appointment with me. The solution, I guess, is to foot his travel expenses. I traveled to go see an escort just once. I was sitting at SFO waiting for my flight to depart and I realized what a losing proposition it was - all that lost time in addition to the escort's fee and my travel expenses. Promised myself I wouldn't do that again. If you factor in your lost time and the inconvenience of long-distance travel, it's a much smarter proposition to bring the escort to you.

He can always say no.

I have a little fat pad around my navel. I was thinking about cool lipo for that.

People call me on weekends, and sometimes very late in the evening. If I don't feel like answering, I just let the phone ring. They nearly always leave vmail.

We never used anything but Miracle Whip. The first time I had mayonnaise on a sandwich was at a neighbor's house and I liked it instantly. I can't imagine why I would ever buy a jar of Miracle Whip. If I wanted a sweet salad dressing, like a boiled dressing or a cole slaw dressing, I would make it.

We use either unsalted butter or that Smart Balance stuff.

My first hands-free orgasm from getting fucked was when I was about 20 years old. The few times I'd been fucked, I thought it was awful. I couldn't imagine why anyone would like it. I went home with this tall, skinny good-looking German. Inevitably he wanted to fuck me and I let him try. When he realized he was hurting me he backed way off and slowed way down and I had never felt anything quite like it. I sort of didn't know what to do, it was so pleasurable and only moments before, I had hated getting fucked so much. So after awhile, I could tell I was going to cum and then I REALLY didn't know what to do because it seemed so warped to cum from having a dick up my ass. I wanted to go back and see this guy, but I never did because I was so embarrassed at having liked it so much that I had an orgasm

The shape and size of the top's dick seems to have a lot to do with it. I've had a number of hands-free orgasms from getting fucked - In all cases the top had a long, straight, thick dick, with the head proportional to the shaft. But in all cases, he was also a skilled top who was really enjoying some deep slow fucking.

Twice recently, I've been topped by guys who were phenomenal assmen. Both times, I walked on air for days afterward.

I think they can use any kind of body hair. Not positive, though. I wonder if the trauma at the donor site might eliminate some places on the body as possible donor sites.

In other words, butter does get rancid.

I don't need to come in order to enjoy sex. It takes me a long time to cum and I get bored with the effort. A few weeks ago though, I spent an afternoon with a guy and he starred stroking my nips gently. It felt great, so he kept it up. I got rock hard and eventually shot a huge load.

Agree. If you're being topped by a skilled assman, it's a different thing.

I have read that they can use armpit hair and public hair in cases where there isn't enough donor hair on the scalp. After it's transplanted, it grows like normal head hair.